May 3, 2009
Sunday, Already?
This weekend is going by too fast. Probably because I’ve been busy.
True to my word, I spent Saturday cleaning the house. My father was picking up Dawson after he finished work and the plan was that my son would spend the night so I could get a much needed parenting break as well as finish all the stuff I’ve been putting off these last few days weeks months.
Before I tackled the chores, Dawson and I squeezed in some last minute Mommy-Son Time and went to a few rummage sales in town. We found a couple things for Dawson, and I bought a used jogging stroller for $8. The lady wanted $15, but I pulled the classic, “I don’t have enough cash, will you take a down payment and I’ll be back with the rest?” I handed over my five dollar bill and three singles, and she told me to just take it. She didn’t think she’d get the full $15 anyway. I don’t consider myself a runner, it’s been years since I went jogging, but I know that once Baby #2 arrives, I’m going to want to shed the baby weight as quickly as possible. My friend L. has volunteered to be my trainer. I’m all for it.
After a few hours of bargain hunting we went home, I packed Dawson’s bag and my dad arrived promptly at 11:00 A.M. I couldn’t get Dawson out the door fast enough. After twenty kisses and hugs I was free to tackle my closet.
I hadn’t cleaned my closet in at least five years. There were clothes in there that I was hanging onto because I swore I’d squeeze back into them eventually. I grabbed the largest cardboard box I could find and started tossing things inside. Some pieces I just couldn’t part with, mostly because there were fond memories attached to those clothes. I saved the jeans I wore on my first date with Doug, among other favorites. I’m sure I’ll get rid of them someday, I just wasn’t ready to do so yesterday.
When the box was full, I began folding the stuff neatly and putting them in smaller boxes (the big one wouldn’t fit in my car). Then I moved on to Dawson’s room and the spare bedroom, and ended up with 13 boxes of clothes, toys and other items. I thought about holding a rummage sale, but it seemed so much easier to load up Doug’s SUV and dump it all off at Goodwill. So, that’s what I did.
It was a workout to drag the heavy boxes down the stairs and out to the car (Doug was working, so no help there…) but once the nice stock clerk at Goodwill unloaded it all from the car, I instantly felt lighter (ha ha). When I got back home I was shocked at how much closet space we had. Doug made me promise not to fill it back up with maternity clothes, which I’ve yet to purchase because surprisingly I can still fit into my current wardrobe. I’m almost four months pregnant and I remember with Dawson I was wearing maternity at almost three months. This is why I think I’m having a girl. I’m not gaining as much weight as I did the first time around. (On that note, my doctor has limited weight gain to 15 pounds due to my pre-pregnancy weight being on the heavier side. Wow, was that hard to admit. I’ve only gained 4 pounds so far!)
So, after the donation drop-off I vacuumed, washed windows, dusted, cleaned up the living room, recycled old magazines, cleaned my kitchen (which is now a mess because Doug is making homemade beef jerky, and ooh boy does it stink in there…) and did a load of laundry.
When I finally laid down on the newly made bed (of which I bought new pillows, fluffy pillows!) I fell asleep within minutes. I don’t remember when I fell asleep, but at 5:30 I woke to the sound of “Hi, Mommy!” Dawson was home. He said he couldn’t stay at Papa’s because he missed me and he didn’t want me to cry while he was gone. I tried to get out of bed but my back hurt so badly I couldn’t move. My brother had to help me up. It was rather embarrassing.
The rest of the night was lazy. I played with Dawson (while laying on the floor), made a delicious spaghetti (because Doug promised to do dishes) and then watched some television. And then I fell asleep again. My nose was so stuffy, probably from dusting every nook and cranny in this house, and I woke at least five times to either pee or blow my nose. As tired as I was, I sure feel great that I got so much done.
This morning we went to church, to the grocery store and then to Fleet Farm to get some plants for our garden. I fell in love with a beautiful Wandering Jew plant (also sometimes called an Inch Plant) and had to have it. I had one that I grew in high school in my greenhouse class, but after I moved out of the house for college, my mother somehow killed it. This plant has purple, silver and green leaves. It’s gorgeous. I’ll take a picture of it soon.
In a few moments we’re going for a family walk. The weather is gorgeous. It’d be a shame not to enjoy it.
What are you up to this fine Sunday?
Posted by Dana @ 11:29 AM • The Mommy Files
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